My capital is quite large.

In an instant, the entire entertainment industry went crazy.

Entertainment companies, model agencies, and even some unknown amateur production teams across the country have begun to spare no expense in stuffing their own artists and promising talents into the list of "Idol Producer".

Inside the director's office of Jinling Haofeng Film and Television Department, at Lao Han's desk, the battle was fierce.

"Ring ring—!"

"Buzzing—!"

Old Han's personal cell phone, work cell phone, office landline, and secretary's internal phone rang non-stop at almost the same time. His phone was almost bombarded with calls from all sorts of people within half a day.

"Feed? Mr. Chen? Oh dear, it's not that I'm being disrespectful, but the president's office personally oversaw this audition list, and there really wasn't enough room to squeeze in..."

"Feed? Chairman Li? What? Your nephew? Chairman Li, it's not that I, Old Han, am being ungrateful, but President Li has been personally overseeing this project. Anyone who dares to interfere at this time won't just be breaking a bowl, they'll be smashing the whole pot!"

"No way! Absolutely not! Even if you offered five million in sponsorship fees, or fifty million, I wouldn't change a single word of this list!"

Old Han was holding a cell phone in one hand and a landline receiver clipped to his ear, shouting at the top of his lungs.

In the past, when faced with such a quid pro quo arrangement, Lao Han might have turned a blind eye and given a few spots out of consideration for personal relationships and sponsorship fees.

But this time, he wouldn't dare even if he had a thousand lives!

......

Hong Kong, Mid-Levels, Twelve-Story Building.

Today is the day that Xiao Maozhen returned to Hong Kong with his grandfather after paying respects to their ancestors in Xiapi.

A mother's heart is always with her son. Almost immediately after receiving the news, Liu Yifei personally drove to pick up her son and take him home.

"Maozhen, let Mommy see if you ate properly while you were out!"

Liu Yifei held the nearly five-year-old boy tightly in his arms, his usually cool face filled with tenderness and doting affection.

She carefully examined her son's exquisitely sculpted face, then asked softly with a hint of nervousness:

"Tell Mommy, what questions did your father ask you when you went to the ancestral hall with Grandpa to pay respects to our ancestors?"

Upon hearing her mother's question, Xiao Maozhen began reciting the poems in Liu Yifei's arms as if they were her most treasured possessions:

"My father asked me who Li Maozhen was in history, and also asked about the chaos of the separatist warlords in Guanzhong at the end of the Tang Dynasty."

"Mommy, I answered all of them correctly, not a single word! Father even praised me!"

Hearing his son's answer, Liu Yifei patted his chest with some relief.

It seems that the prediction for the exam questions was indeed correct this time.

She had her child memorize Li Maozhen's life story beforehand in order to gain favor with that man.

However, before Liu Yifei's smile could fully spread, Xiao Maozhen in his arms pouted and muttered something in distress:

"However, Mommy... Father asked me another question later."

"My father asked me, 'Li Cunxu, the hegemon of the Five Dynasties period, was clearly young and successful, winning every battle. Why did he later suffer such a crushing defeat, ending up with his own death and the extermination of his clan?'"

"I couldn't answer this question. Mommy, you never taught me this before."

Upon hearing the name Li Cunxu, Liu Yifei's refined face stiffened, and an indescribable sense of regret and miscalculation rose in his heart.

Li Cunxu.

That was a historically famous example of "difficulty in starting a business and absurdity in maintaining it."

As the heir apparent of the Prince of Jin in his youth, he was a hero who won countless battles.

However, after establishing his country and becoming emperor, he became addicted to opera and favored actors, ultimately leading to a tragic end where he died in a mutiny.

When Li Feng posed this question in the ancestral hall, was he really testing a four-and-a-half-year-old child's historical knowledge?

This was clearly a subtle warning to the mother and son, using the lesson of Li Cunxu:

Starting a business is easy, but maintaining it is difficult.

Even if she conquers a vast empire, if her descendants become arrogant, extravagant, and complacent, she will ultimately become a laughingstock in history.

"It was Mommy's mistake, Maozhen."

Liu Yifei gently patted his son's head, a serious look flashing in his eyes:

"It's okay, Mommy will teach you today."

"In a little while, we'll tell you the story of Li Cunxu, the heir apparent to the Prince of Jin, shall we?"

......

Meanwhile, in Nanjing.

On the top floor of Haofeng Group's headquarters, in the president's office.

Zhang Yuxi was reporting to Li Feng with a solemn expression:

"Mr. Li, ever since that blond guy across the ocean was officially sworn in, the local protectionism he previously advocated has indeed begun to take root."

"In the past two days, Emily has initiated a comprehensive technological blockade against us. Especially in the semiconductor and core hardware fields, she has even issued an explicit order strictly prohibiting the export of advanced lithography machines and other high-precision equipment to Dongda University."

Upon hearing this, Li Feng sneered:

"It was expected. The West's self-proclaimed fig leaf of free trade has been torn off in an instant."

"How's it going in Tokyo now?"

"I was just about to report to you."

Zhang Yuxi quickly opened the folder in her hand and said seriously:

"We just received the latest news from Tokyo: Hayata, who possesses the core purification technology for Shin-Etsu Chemical's photoresist, has finally taken the bait after being coaxed by Miyamura."

"However, he has quite an appetite. He not only wants Swiss citizenship and a full set of immigration green cards, plus ten million US dollars, but also wants Ms. Maeda Atsuko to accompany him for a whole week."

Upon hearing these three conditions, Li Feng tugged at his collar, somewhat dismissively saying, "It's just ten million US dollars, agree to it."

"As for Maeda Atsuko... let AKS Company handle the communication."

"Tell her that as long as she cooperates well and serves Hayata well this time, she can choose any of the TV drama scripts for the second half of this year on TV Tokyo."

However, upon hearing Li Feng's instructions, Zhang Yuxi, who was standing opposite him, showed an embarrassed expression.

She reported somewhat hesitantly:

"Mr. Li... AKS actually spoke with Ms. Maeda Atsuko the day before yesterday."

"But... Miss Atsuko doesn't seem to care much about TV Tokyo."

"Although she agreed to cooperate, she put forward her own preferred script and made it clear that she would never go to TV Tokyo."

Li Feng wasn't very familiar with the television industry in Xiao Rizi.

In his mind, since TV Tokyo's name includes the word "Tokyo," it should be an outstanding industry leader. How could it look down on a minor actress?

Li Feng frowned slightly and asked with some doubt:

"So what script did she choose? Which TV station?"

Zhang Yuxi hurriedly reported to her supervisor:

"What she has her eye on is the new drama series that TBS has just announced it will be adapted into a TV series—'Unnatural'."

"Atsuko Maeda made it clear that she would only cooperate with Hayata's plan if she won the lead role in this drama."

"Otherwise, she would rather retire from the entertainment industry than suffer this injustice."